Page 161 of Skate the Line

“Rhodes.” My name is more of a whine, and it sends me to the red. I rub her clit faster, and her hips start to circle.

“Finish for me, baby.” My teeth clamp onto her earlobe, and I pull on it. Her head rolls to the side, and I tug again.

It doesn’t take long for her to break. I’m not even fully inside of her yet, and she’s coming. She issoreceptive, and I refuse to ask if this is how it always is for her, because I want to believe that she’s only like this withme.

I grab her chin to pull her face back down so I can watch her. Her eyes are closed, but her jaw slacks with pleasure.

I cover her mouth with mine because I can’t hold back any longer.

The kiss is hot as hell. Consuming and feverish. I practically choke her with my tongue, but she’s so willing to accept it that she meets me halfway. It unlocks something deep withinme, and I push farther into her. My hand tightens against the headboard, and once I’m all the way inside, I drop my head to her forehead and break our kiss.

“Don’t forget your safe word,” I warn. “I’m not going to be able to hold back.”

The way her lips turn upward is such a tease. I move in and out, fucking her so hard the headboard hits the wall.

“Fuck.” I grit my teeth.

I glance around the room. Where can I fuck her without making too much noise?

She moves under me, wanting me to keep going.

A deep chuckle rumbles from my chest. “So needy,” I mutter. “I fucking love it.”

Swooping her up without letting us slip away from one another, I wrap her legs around my waist and brace her against the wall. Her hands curl around my neck, and she presses those perfect mounds into my face.

My lips wrap around a nipple, and I suck hard. Sunny presses herself closer, and my dick goes even deeper.

My knees buckle. Thank god the wall is at her back.

I shove her into it, and she loses her breath.

Pulling back, I look down and watch as I enter her over and over again.

“Look at how we fit,” I mutter.

I can’t stand it.

It’s like having a piece of heaven in my hands.

Sunny’s hair falls in between us when she looks down. I pull out slowly and ram into her over and over again. The longer she watches, the tighter her pussy becomes.

I do something I’m not sure she’ll be on board with, but given the fact that she’s trusting me enough to fuck her like this means something.

While holding her steady with one hand clamped beneath her thigh, I grab her wrists and press them above her head. They’re so tiny in my large grip that I’m able to trap them both to the wall.

Her moan is music to my ears.

“You do like being trapped,” I whisper in admiration.

I angle my hips, and she tightens around my cock. I move faster and faster until she’s coming all over me.

My name is a wispy breath falling from her mouth, and I catch it with mine.

I plunge my tongue in deeply and fuck her so hard I can’t see anythingbuther.

“Fuck.” My voice is hoarse and strained with pleasure.

I spill my hot cum into the condom for what feels like hours.

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